Rage cleaning. It’s my form of throwing a toddler temper tantrum. If you know what’s good for you, you keep quiet and stay out of my way. When mom goes into rage cleaning mode, they know I’m serious and I’ve had it. My husband asks if I want wine and then quickly retreats before he… Continue reading Rage Cleaning, It’s My Temper Tantrum
I sometimes talk to her just like she’s sitting there in the passenger seat of my car. 17 years today and I still can’t believe it. The pain isn’t as raw but the sadness I feel every December 3rd is still there, just as strong. Mostly through the year I celebrate her smile and laughter… Continue reading Together We’re Stronger #BeTheVoice
For the past eight years my husband and I have been doing a grownups-only canoe trip up in Maine. We gather a bunch of friends and camp for the weekend, spending our Saturday canoeing down the river. It’s an absolute blast! Sure we pretend that we’re about 15 years younger than we actually are, but… Continue reading Some Patriotic Fun Down the River
